The Naughty Collection

by Ruby City Books

  “Hm, beauty and brains,” Edward said, turning to Ana.

  “Show her,” Ana said, and Cindy felt a little frightened as the captain came towards her. As he did so the air around Ana crackled and her hair stood on end, and she felt tingles spreading throughout her entire body, sending exciting sensations to the tips of her toes. The captain continued coming forward and then his image shimmered as it passed through her. She felt cool air swim through her body, and the feeling of him passing through was so intense that she almost fainted on the spot for it was as though her innermost soul had been touched. She licked her lips and a long gasp lingered on her mouth as she stood there, and watched the captain walk out to her front again.

  “You’re a ghost…” Cindy said.

  “It’s a special part of the ship. No-one else knows, but you’re a special case Cindy. I think you could use this. Come with us and we’ll show you what life at sea is all about.”

  Cindy spared a moment to think about Michael but she knew that he’d most likely be lying in bed already. The sexual frustration had built up to such an extent over the past few months that she was about ready to burst, and after feeling the captain walk through her she was quivering. Before she even made a conscious decision she found herself following them, and they went to Ana’s room, which was bigger than the guest quarters and housed a double bed. Ana shut the door behind her and then walked up behind Cindy.

  “I’ve been wanting this since I first saw you,” she said, and stroked Cindy’s arms as she nestled her head next to Cindy’s neck. Soft moans escaped Cindy’s mouth as she felt Ana’s sweet, hot breath rush over her neck, and she leaned back into the woman’s warm embrace. She closed her eyes and turned her neck towards Ana, hoping to get a kiss, but Ana was teasing her and wouldn’t allow her such sweet satisfaction just yet. Cindy turned back and saw the Captain looking on with ardor.

  “Undress her,” he ordered, and Ana did as she was told. She reached down around Cindy’s stomach and pulled aside the rope that held her robe together. The sleek cloth opened and revealed the slinky bra and underwear that Cindy had worn for Michael, the ones that had gone unappreciated. But they were unappreciated no longer. The captain murmured in satisfaction while Ana peered over Cindy’s shoulder to gaze down at her body. Ana’s hands ran around her stomach and breasts, causing Cindy’s breath to come out in sharp gasps. Cindy’s own hands stretched out and found Ana’s body, and the two women were groping and exploring each other. Ana pulled the robe away and it fell to the floor. She started to kiss Cindy’s next, and pulled Cindy’s hair away. Her hands groped around and down to Cindy’s inner thigh, and they teasingly scratched the flesh as they moved closer and closer to the burning warmth of Cindy’s wet lips.

  “Cindy turn around,” the captain demanded. Cindy did as she was told and spun around to face Ana. The two woman quickly locked lips and their bodies melted together as they lost themselves in a tight embrace. Their breasts pressed against each other as they kissed deeply and firmly, and it was pleasure like nothing Cindy had ever experienced, not even the heights of her passion with Michael could have equaled the sensations she was feeling with Ana. Cindy reached up and took Ana’s ponytail in her hand, clutching it and moving it around Ana’s back, tugging it gently to send a few small jolts of pain through Ana’s body. This only spurred Ana one and their kisses became even more fervent and intense, and Cindy was sure that their lips would soon be bruised, but it was totally worth it. Their tongues twisted together and their taste lingered on each other’s lips. Ana reached around with her hands and deftly unclasped Cindy’s bra, letting her breasts pour out. Ana tossed the bra away and then kissed down Cindy’s chest until she took the breasts in her mouth, sucking on the hard nipples and coating them in her saliva. She gorged herself on them and sucked hard. Cindy’s neck arched back as she was overwhelmed by the pleasure, and Ana walked forward, driving Cindy to the bed.

  When Cindy’s legs hit the bed she fell back and yelped in shock. Ana fell too, for she wasn’t letting go of her treasure. She continued to kiss Cindy’s body and explored Cindy with her hands, holding her breasts tightly as she devoured them. Meanwhile, the captain glided forward and through her bleary eyes Cindy gazed up at him. He reached out and with his ghostly essence he placed a hand over her head, this caused her mind to tingle in such a way that she thought her brain was going to explode from all the pleasure that was surging through her body.

  Ana moved down Cindy’s body and pulled away her panties. She placed her hand in between Cindy’s legs and started rubbing gently, teasing Cindy’s clit and sliding the tips of her fingers in between Cindy’s lips before withdrawing them again. Then, she kissed Cindy’s pussy and pressed her tongue against it before licking it slowly and deeply, and only then did she start to explore Cindy with her fingers. While Ana was pleasuring Cindy in this manner the captain came over Cindy and descended upon her. Cindy didn’t know how, but with his phantom trickery he was actually able to touch her. She could feel him properly and she could feel him inside her. It was as though there were a thousand fingers inside her all at once, making her writhe and tremble on the bed. She was being filled up with his spectral essence, and while her mind was trying to process this new and amazing sensations she still had to deal with the orgasmic energy that was coursing through her body due to Ana’s efforts while she was on her knees.

  Cindy’s body twisted and writhed under the forces of the captain and Ana. The room was filled with loud moans, and the captain was murmuring deeply.

  “Yes, yes Cindy, just like that. I love making you feel like this. I know you’ve never felt anything like it before have you.”

  “No,” she moaned.

  “No, Captain,” he replied.

  “No, Captain,” she said.

  “Do you want more?”

  “I want more captain. Give me everything you have captain,” she said. It felt good to bow to his authority.

  Through her hazy vision she could see the captain smirk, and she followed his gaze to between her legs where Ana was going to town. Saliva was mixing with Cindy’s juice, and Ana had her hands up around Cindy’s breasts, pulling and pinching the sensitive nipples to send Cindy beyond the realms of pleasure.

  “Stop,” the captain ordered, and to Cindy’s dismay Ana immediately leaned back. She wiped her mouth and took inhaled deeply, for she had been left breathless by her efforts. Cindy writhed against the sheets for she wanted more and more pleasure. Her body bristled with sexuality and she craved more. She moaned in anguish.

  “Wait Cindy. You will get more,” he said, and then told Ana to undress. Cindy opened her eyes and licked her lips. She started to play with herself as Ana pulled away her blazer and peeled off the rest of her clothes, revealing a buxom, beautiful body. Her firm breasts poured out and her supple skin was tanned and tight. Ana pulled her ponytail around and watched seductively as Cindy played with herself. Ana wrapped the ponytail around her and started playing with herself too, and the two women created a sweet harmony with the ecstasy. But then Ana started to unwind the ponytail and when she did her hair fell out in a golden blanket, covering her body. She walked forward and leaned over Cindy, her hair falling over her like golden rain. They kissed and their bodies entwined together. They held each other tightly and lost each other in their embrace, drowning in the glory of their mutual physical attraction.

  Cindy reached up with her wet hands and brushed Ana’s hair away and held the back of her head as they kissed.

  “Keep going,” the captain said, not that the women needed any encouragement. The two of them kissed and moved over each other’s bodies, sucking on their breasts and kissing softly. They moved over each other. Ana was on top, and her hair draped over Cindy’s legs. Cindy wrapped her arms around Ana’s legs, and the two women pleasured each other with their mouths, tasting each other’s sweet essence while the captain watched on, his spectral form enjoying every second of these two buxom women pleasuring each other.

  The
force of their passion was so strong that it made them roll around the bed, so they took turns at being on top. Their skin became flushed and beads of sweat soon formed on their temples, but this was just another taste to add to the potent concoction of lust. Their bodies spun around and soon enough Cindy lost all semblance of perspective as she surrendered to the sheer abandon of the moment. The arousal within her grew as she felt Ana tremble, and the two of them were creating a strong feedback loop of pleasure as they gave each other everything they had. Their soft bodies complemented each other perfectly.

  “Stop,” the captain commanded, but the two of them were too caught in the throes of passion and his words got lost in amongst the strong moans.

  “I said stop,” he said loudly, raising his voice to a greater level. This got the women’s attention and they looked at him, their faces contorted in pleasure as they were feeling the first tingles of orgasmic delight. He came onto the bed and he pulled out his ghostly cock, a thick, hard form. Cindy looked at Ana with wide eyes, almost not believing what she was seeing, but Ana nodded, giving her the go ahead. Cindy slithered forward over the bed towards the erection that was waiting for her. Tentatively she touched it, and waved her hand through the cool electricity before learning how to touch the air itself. She kissed it and felt her lips crackle, and then she wrapped her lips over it and started sucking on it. Her mouth was alive with sparks and her eyes widened as she looked up at the captain, who had a knowing smile.

  Ana soon joined Cindy, and placed her arm around Cindy’s back as she kissed her neck. Then, Ana pushed Cindy away and started pleasuring the captain herself, which Cindy was glad for as it gave her a chance to recover from the mind-blowing sensation. She groaned a little and started rubbing herself again, watching Ana’s head bob up and down as she took the captain in her mouth. The sight of her long hair floating was incredible, and Cindy couldn’t resist not touching Ana again. She buried herself in Ana’s stomach and started sucking lovingly at her breast.

  “Cindy, bend over,” the captain said, and she reluctantly pulled herself away from Ana’s body to crawl over the bed and get on her knees. She lifted her hips up and twisted her head back so she could watch. First Ana bent down and pleasured Cindy with her tongue again, and Cindy’s body trembled and shuddered once more, but then the captain told Ana to get away, and his powerful, spiritual form came up behind Cindy, and her eyes squeezed shut as she felt a shock against her lips. It spread through from her pussy to her thighs and then blitzed through her body as the captain slid his electric rod inside her and started to pound against her. Cindy’s mouth opened wide and guttural moans of pleasure swept through her body as she quickly reached orgasm and the thunderous pleasure cascaded through her. Her juices dripped down on the sheets as the captain continued to send new and different sensations through her body, sensations that Cindy though she’d never be able to withstand. Ana was by her side, feeling her breasts, and this combination of the human and spectral touch made explosions of pleasure blast through Cindy’s body, and these added to the savage force of the orgasm, which left Cindy reeling and speechless.

  When it was over the two women kissed and the captain looked upon them approvingly. Cindy couldn’t find the strength to speech but she was bathed in the afterglow of sex. She walked back to her own cabin and fell into bed, looking at Michael who was laying there asleep. She knew now that she could never go back to a normal life. She couldn’t live without that pleasure, and her marriage was over. But a new life was beginning, a life filled with possibilities, for she knew that she would never leave that boat. Her soul was tied to the sea, and although it would be difficult to tell Michael that she was leaving him, she knew that it was necessary, because even though she had only just left them she was craving the company of the captain and Ana again. Every inch of her body yearned for them.

  THE END

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  Dark Temptation (Book #2)

  Chapter One

  The boys at Ray Fat's American Auto Fixation and Motors were slammed that day, but Nate went easy on them with his inspections. He gave them plenty of time to make whatever repairs needed with little threat of closing down the shop. Years later, those inspections would come back to haunt them, when the hydraulics on one of the car lifts malfunctioned six months after inspection, letting a Chrysler Town and Country fall onto Santiago, the mechanic working on its front axle. His neck snapped in the wheel well but the coroner noted that the weight of the car would have done him in anyway.

  While it is impossible to deduce what was going through Santiago's unconscious the instant his neck snapped and he lost his ability to get air into his brain; that flash of an instant that for all we know lasts an eon to those in the throes of mortality's natural denouement. The coroner couldn't help but note to Ray Fat that the look on Santiago's face was not one of terror, but a one of serene, postcoital bliss. Ray's disgusted look indicated that he would forget what the coroner said, for both their benefits.

  Needless to say, that year would not be Nate's easiest year.

  Today, they squeezed Nate in as early as they could. Insurance covered the full cost of the repair, but the blood on the upholstery would have to get taken care of elsewhere. The shop only had guys on hand to repair the window.

  Nate ran some errands in the rental car, picking up Luke's communion suit from the dry cleaner and stocking back up on some whiskey after he found none in the liquor cabinet. On his way home, he saw a man grilling whole chickens outside of an insurance agency.

  Shana was in the front yard playing with a stray cat. It was grey, patchy, emaciated––proof of the fact that no one in the neighborhood had decided to lay it a milk bowl or some table scraps. This was a more bizarre happening than the guy grilling whole chickens on a sidewalk. Truth was, Nate declared, she seemed fucked up ever since he showed her the broken car window. God knows why.

  The cat chased after a squirrel which had some fur stripped from its tail, baring a long cord of white, connected vertebrae, no wider than a child’s thumb. With the cat gone, Shana felt Nate's gaze. With their eyes in contact, Shana reached into her purse, producing a mass of tin foil. She unwrapped it and munched on the sandwich. Her body was arranged like a mermaid's, beached onshore. Her jaw chewed mechanically, her eyes remained still, staring into Nate.

  “What you got there?”

  “Eggs and cheese.”

  A curt nod indicated Nate’s full attention. “Where from?”

  The full mouth emptied backwards down her gullet. “Jim’s? Is that the one next to the Little Cesar’s?”

  “That would be Tim’s Meat.”

  “Tim’s Meat.”

  “Yes.”

  The eye contact broke for the first time, Shana gazed at the sandwich.

  “First time you got a sandwich there? They keep the egg runny.”

  “Yeah, it’s good.”

  “Yeah.”

  An idle task would have made this conversation a lot easier to bear, like retrieving Luke’s tiny suit from the hook over the back seat, or examining the window work done by the boys in the shop. Nate did not realize this. Instead he went inside, leaving the suit behind and the window uninspected.

  There was an energy in the house, the energy which typically preceded weddings and formal business gatherings. It constricted Nate’s lungs and rang in his ears at a high pitch. Ambient stress secreted from Suze’s pattering feet, rushing from this to that room; secreted from her hands scavenging for this or that drawer; vibrating from her mouth at low frequencies as fragments of obscenities.

  On the far end of the living room, Luke sat in one of the living room’s stiffer chairs. His shirt was buttoned to the throat. One half of his hair was parted, the other half unbrush
ed. Nate nodded at the boy and the boy maintained a stiff face. “What’s next, she’s gonna pick my boogers?”

  “I heard that,” belted Suze from a couple rooms over. “This is for a holy ritual!”

  “But it's tomorrow! Why can't you take my picture tomorrow?”

  “Just cooperate, you little punk.”

  Nate, as he tended to do, chuckled.

  Luke’s cheeks were weighed down with fishing weights. Consternation bent in his narrow brow. “I’ll never be a punk, Mom,” resolved under his breath. Suze rushed in with a spray bottle and Luke winced on sight, like a dog in training.

  “Oh it’s just a little water. You’re full of the stuff.” Percussive triggers doused Luke’s scalp. The comb Suze just retrieved was no better than the one before it, and it tugged at the boy’s hair just as hard.

  “I’m not full of water. I’m full of organs and bones, and those are full of juice.”

  “Tomorrow is not your day. It is our day. And I swear to the man upstairs that if you–” Suze’s thought halted as Nate drew her attention towards the front door. Some subliminal gesture directed Suze’s gaze to her sister, stumbling in. With Suze's attention shifted away from the boy's head, the hand holding the comb gave its most insistent tug yet. Luke yelped.

  “Shana.”

  Ravaged by the cosmos, Shana directed her disheveled head towards Suze.

  “Shana. You haven’t slept.”

  “It’s ok.”

  “Shana, you should sleep.”

  "Ok, I'll sleep." Yet the way Shana ambled up the stairs, you'd swear she was already mid-dream.

  Nate rarely felt awkward. This was one of those times.

  "I know sometimes the dynamic between my sister and me perplexes you, sugar. Embrace the thoughts that unsettle you."

  Nate always wondered how Suze did it, how she read him like a shrink studying a psych ward patient through two-way glass.